Fic: Heart and Soul 6/10
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amediaTitle: Heart and Soul 6/10
Author: Amedia
Summary: An attack on Glitch draws Cain, Raw, and the members of the royal household into a mystery with magical overtones.
Rating: PG for implied violence and mild slash.
Warning: Slash. Cain/Glitch.
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by Imagiquest Entertainment. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Note: I need to give a shout-out to my very hard-working beta reader, who commented on three drafts with precision and insight.
Also posted here on![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
glitch_wyatt and here on tin_and_straw.
Part One may be found here.
Part Two may be found here.
Part Three may be found here.
Part Four may be found here.
Part Five may be found here.
I've made a few mistakes, Airofday admitted to herself, looking around the camp at the sleeping soldiers under her command, but I've done pretty well so far.
In her line of work, it was important to maintain a wide stock of information, and she let it be known that she would pay well for arcane knowledge. Some suppliers wanted to be paid in platinum, others wanted to barter for other information she had, still others … well, sometimes it was advantageous to be beautiful. This particular spell had come to her in a cache of rare magical scrolls; they had been expensive, but well worth the price.
The Seeker hadn't seemed pleased by her acquisition. "This is dark magic, Airofday," he had warned her, glancing through the ancient texts and putting them away hastily. "You should burn these scrolls."
"Oh, I'll burn them," she'd said. "But I'll learn them first. You never know when one of these spells might come in handy."
"They're not just dangerous to use!" he had protested. "They're dangerous to know. They'll poison your mind." She had shrugged off his warnings and followed her plan.
She was proud of herself for having the presence of mind to recall the spell just before she died, and pleased that it had worked perfectly. In a disembodied state, she had waited out the eclipse before visiting Finaqua, where the Queen had set up strategic headquarters. She observed the goings-on until she overheard the report that her quarry had been found. When the Queen ordered Cain to take a patrol out to capture them, her choice of host was clear. She felt a moment of regret in expelling his soul; she had no quarrel with him. She kept telling herself that it was the only way to carry out her plan.
She hadn't been pleased to run into Glitch so shortly after taking over Cain's body. The man was dangerous, one of the few people who knew Cain well enough to recognize the substitution. She could easily imitate Cain's accent, but it was quite another matter to know what to say. She had needed to put Glitch out of commission. A girl had to be able to take care of herself in the Realm of the Unwanted; she had learned to combine fighting skills with subterfuge, and she was used to sidling up to an opponent with a sexy proposition until she could strike at close quarters. She applied her strategy, moved in, and was already halfway through the attack before she remembered she wasn't a she anymore. Well, astonishment seemed to work just as well as attraction to put people off their guard; she filed that information away in case she needed it later.
She also hadn't realized this body's strength. I didn't mean to hit him so hard. Thank goodness I didn't kill him, she thought. A murder investigation might have forced Cain to remain at the palace, and she was longing to be on the hunt. Besides, she had no reason to want Glitch dead. She was out for revenge, not senseless killing. The thought of revenge made her smile. From what she had heard, the two guards who had brutally murdered her were among this group, and she had promised herself they would die far more slowly than she had.
Part Seven
Author: Amedia
Summary: An attack on Glitch draws Cain, Raw, and the members of the royal household into a mystery with magical overtones.
Rating: PG for implied violence and mild slash.
Warning: Slash. Cain/Glitch.
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by Imagiquest Entertainment. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Note: I need to give a shout-out to my very hard-working beta reader, who commented on three drafts with precision and insight.
Also posted here on
glitch_wyatt and here on tin_and_straw.Part One may be found here.
Part Two may be found here.
Part Three may be found here.
Part Four may be found here.
Part Five may be found here.
I've made a few mistakes, Airofday admitted to herself, looking around the camp at the sleeping soldiers under her command, but I've done pretty well so far.
In her line of work, it was important to maintain a wide stock of information, and she let it be known that she would pay well for arcane knowledge. Some suppliers wanted to be paid in platinum, others wanted to barter for other information she had, still others … well, sometimes it was advantageous to be beautiful. This particular spell had come to her in a cache of rare magical scrolls; they had been expensive, but well worth the price.
The Seeker hadn't seemed pleased by her acquisition. "This is dark magic, Airofday," he had warned her, glancing through the ancient texts and putting them away hastily. "You should burn these scrolls."
"Oh, I'll burn them," she'd said. "But I'll learn them first. You never know when one of these spells might come in handy."
"They're not just dangerous to use!" he had protested. "They're dangerous to know. They'll poison your mind." She had shrugged off his warnings and followed her plan.
She was proud of herself for having the presence of mind to recall the spell just before she died, and pleased that it had worked perfectly. In a disembodied state, she had waited out the eclipse before visiting Finaqua, where the Queen had set up strategic headquarters. She observed the goings-on until she overheard the report that her quarry had been found. When the Queen ordered Cain to take a patrol out to capture them, her choice of host was clear. She felt a moment of regret in expelling his soul; she had no quarrel with him. She kept telling herself that it was the only way to carry out her plan.
She hadn't been pleased to run into Glitch so shortly after taking over Cain's body. The man was dangerous, one of the few people who knew Cain well enough to recognize the substitution. She could easily imitate Cain's accent, but it was quite another matter to know what to say. She had needed to put Glitch out of commission. A girl had to be able to take care of herself in the Realm of the Unwanted; she had learned to combine fighting skills with subterfuge, and she was used to sidling up to an opponent with a sexy proposition until she could strike at close quarters. She applied her strategy, moved in, and was already halfway through the attack before she remembered she wasn't a she anymore. Well, astonishment seemed to work just as well as attraction to put people off their guard; she filed that information away in case she needed it later.
She also hadn't realized this body's strength. I didn't mean to hit him so hard. Thank goodness I didn't kill him, she thought. A murder investigation might have forced Cain to remain at the palace, and she was longing to be on the hunt. Besides, she had no reason to want Glitch dead. She was out for revenge, not senseless killing. The thought of revenge made her smile. From what she had heard, the two guards who had brutally murdered her were among this group, and she had promised herself they would die far more slowly than she had.
